
Awesome, moody, atmospheric, unexpected

Tom Gabel will be the fucking man, no matter what gender he is.
shit yeah
"This was one of the first songs written for Put Your Ghost To Rest, somewhere in the winter of 2004/2005. I remember sitting on my soon-to-be-girlfriend’s bed at the time and starting to play it really quietly while she was getting ready for us to go out, and I remember her stopping and being really still and then asking me what it was. It was and is one of my favorite songs I’ve written; I see it as sort of a corner turned. It starts with a drug deal and ends with a beginning, a shot at love. It’s on one level a song about writing, about growing dissatisfied with the sort of faux-salvation the fucked up artist person looks for in his art, telling the truth in song while being reckless, unfair and irresponsible in real life. This was a pretty messy and intense period of my life, and this song helped me start to bridge the gap between being honest in my work and making a concerted effort to be more accountable and honest in my day to day."
Kevin Devine on Just Stay (via yay-consciousness)
"I had a friend who died for something he really loved
I had a friend who stood for none of the above
I had a friend whose experience was riddled with scars
Who got drunk one night in the trunk of Louie P’s car
I had a friend who’d love to scare you as was his affection
And tremble you did ‘cause you weren’t worthy of his friendship
I had a friend, but now he’s stranded on the Mesa Street exit
And sometimes I’m jealous ‘cause I’m still at the intersection
I had a friend whose heart was too heavy to hold
And now there’s blood on the median like a boat without oars"
At The Drive In, Embroglio (via spaceoracle)

Office Space, 1999 (dir. Mike Judge)


